make me laugh
pandora
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Your smile makes me smile, thats all it takes.
But you want my laugh
don't you Daddy?
Go ahead then Dad, make me laugh!
Daddy winks at me and offers a spot on his lap.
Dad answers the phone, "Sanders Beauty Shop, which beauty do you want to speak with?"
Daddy plays that single little drum resting between his knees with the wire brushes, soft and swooshy.
Dad does his inverted burp, so surprised, more surprised then me!
Dad does the shuffle across the kitchen floor to a Louie Armstrong tune, hips swaying, arms swinging, round face smiling.
Daddy makes up a bedtime story about Bugs Bunny describing Bugs' clothes choice for the day,
leaving a picture in my head to dream by. A very colorful picture, that Bugs.
He whispers "Good night Tink, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite" and does a little pretend bite with his fingers. He leans down and kisses my cheek, his cheek rough and scratchy. Dreamland and giggles and the smell of Daddy..
Daddy farts then says "what hoppened?" and looks under the sofa.
Daddy pulls my ear then farts and says "what hoppened?" emphasis on his particular "hoppened"
Dad gets a belly laugh watching "Laugh-in" with me, its infectious that laugh that jiggles his whole being.
Dad brings home 24 heads of lettuce cause they were on sale.
Daddy magically removes my nose from my face, and hides it there wiggling in his closed hand.
Daddy plays the pretend slide trombone.
Daddy tells a knock knock joke.
"Knock Knock!
Who's there?
Aardvark.
Aardvark who?
Aardvark a million miles for one of your smiles."
Thanks Dad.
Dad catches my big sister with the camera while her hair is in rollers.
Dad puts his big white apron on, bows, and drops the fish into the oil. He sings along to a Bing tune.
Daddy teases Mommy.
Dad pretends he's lost his hearing, how convenient.
Dad looks so surprised when I hit the gas pedal instead of the brake and the back bumper hits the streetlight pole denting the old Fury.
We laugh.
We laugh together
Dad loops his arm while resting on his cane, the sun warming the brown ground in front of the little chapel. I loop my arm through his.
"So kiddo are you ready? .... Are you happy Tink?" he whispers.
'Yes Dad, he is a good man, he makes me laugh.'
There behind his wire frames a couple tears have welled and
begin to roll down his cheeks.
'oh no Dad don't make me cry' our eyes meet and we laugh
"never Tink only laughs, only laughs forever".
Thanks for the laughs Dad.
I so miss the laughs Daddy.
The laughs will live in my heart forever, just like he promised, forever and ever.
Happy Fathers Day to the best Dad in the whole wide world!
and Happy Fathers Day to all the wonderful Fathers out there. Have a great day full of love and laughs and maybe a couple of tears.
But you want my laugh
don't you Daddy?
Go ahead then Dad, make me laugh!
Daddy winks at me and offers a spot on his lap.
Dad answers the phone, "Sanders Beauty Shop, which beauty do you want to speak with?"
Daddy plays that single little drum resting between his knees with the wire brushes, soft and swooshy.
Dad does his inverted burp, so surprised, more surprised then me!
Dad does the shuffle across the kitchen floor to a Louie Armstrong tune, hips swaying, arms swinging, round face smiling.
Daddy makes up a bedtime story about Bugs Bunny describing Bugs' clothes choice for the day,
leaving a picture in my head to dream by. A very colorful picture, that Bugs.
He whispers "Good night Tink, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite" and does a little pretend bite with his fingers. He leans down and kisses my cheek, his cheek rough and scratchy. Dreamland and giggles and the smell of Daddy..
Daddy farts then says "what hoppened?" and looks under the sofa.
Daddy pulls my ear then farts and says "what hoppened?" emphasis on his particular "hoppened"
Dad gets a belly laugh watching "Laugh-in" with me, its infectious that laugh that jiggles his whole being.
Dad brings home 24 heads of lettuce cause they were on sale.
Daddy magically removes my nose from my face, and hides it there wiggling in his closed hand.
Daddy plays the pretend slide trombone.
Daddy tells a knock knock joke.
"Knock Knock!
Who's there?
Aardvark.
Aardvark who?
Aardvark a million miles for one of your smiles."
Thanks Dad.
Dad catches my big sister with the camera while her hair is in rollers.
Dad puts his big white apron on, bows, and drops the fish into the oil. He sings along to a Bing tune.
Daddy teases Mommy.
Dad pretends he's lost his hearing, how convenient.
Dad looks so surprised when I hit the gas pedal instead of the brake and the back bumper hits the streetlight pole denting the old Fury.
We laugh.
We laugh together
Dad loops his arm while resting on his cane, the sun warming the brown ground in front of the little chapel. I loop my arm through his.
"So kiddo are you ready? .... Are you happy Tink?" he whispers.
'Yes Dad, he is a good man, he makes me laugh.'
There behind his wire frames a couple tears have welled and
begin to roll down his cheeks.
'oh no Dad don't make me cry' our eyes meet and we laugh
"never Tink only laughs, only laughs forever".
Thanks for the laughs Dad.
I so miss the laughs Daddy.
The laughs will live in my heart forever, just like he promised, forever and ever.
Happy Fathers Day to the best Dad in the whole wide world!
and Happy Fathers Day to all the wonderful Fathers out there. Have a great day full of love and laughs and maybe a couple of tears.
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I hope you both enjoyed your day !!!!
Thank you so much - I try my best everyday ..... :thumbup:
yes you do! your loyalty and thoughtfulness is immeasurable. I am very lucky to be surrounded by such great people.
Thank you for your kind words about my Dad and JB. They are very much alike, funny. Maybe why we have been together so long. We had the best Fathers Day ever, JB said. It was just simple and quiet, lunch and a swim with the kids.
And Dan I too live in my memories of my father, can you tell?
I think that is the best way to honor a great spirit.
Your writing is absolutely beautiful, you brought tears(happy) to my eye. As a father of a 3 year old daughter, I wish I could be half the man that your father was to you.
Scranton, Pennsylvania
Journey Ends:
Little girls and their daddy's, they are just the world to them.
What a joyful time to have all these wonderful years ahead to enjoy and grow together.
Life is good, love is better.
Just 3 how precious
Thank you also for your kind words, they mean a lot to me.
Enjoy every moment it goes by so very fast.
Sweep the Leg Johnny.
Mrs Blenderman
Deep down beyond the cursing and the anti-social commentary, I truly do miss my dad. Everyday.
Don't any of you fuckers think I'll turn all soft (except of course for sweet Pandi). I'll still mow the rest of your asses down with a combination of curses and whatnot that would scare the Mohammed out of the Muslim religion.
Anyway, great post. Well done.
Mrs Blenderman
:thumbup: beautiful loving words